Watching the day die.
Was sitting in my advance class today in the evening when I caught sight of the yellow horizon visible from the window next to me. When I came and sat in the class, it was just a normal noon with the sunlight spread in exuberance all over. There's this insensitivity about the surroundings when everything is so harmoniously drenched in the routine existence. You don't care to look out watch the sky, the patterns of the clouds or the pigeons sitting on the window playing and fluttering their feathers. Just that way, I was indifferent concentrating on the vast black with white in front of me.
The class progressed and I started finding some heads buried into the desk with their batteries discharged for the day, some people engrossed in their phones playing games, sharing photos. Backbenchers usually drop down in the boring lectures. Routine.
The sky outside had turned orange red with the sun going down. I could see the colours beyond the brown curtains and quietly enjoyed the visual treat. Its beautiful how our minds work simultaneously. Fully focussed on the lecture yet appreciating the nature at the back of my mind.
The class eventually got to an end and so did the day. I looked out of the window to see the day now dead. The darkness had taken over and the stars had started popping up randomly. I stood at the window wondering how the time flew in that period. The sun finally slid below the horizon as the birds started flying in the sky and the lights in the city came to life. I realized how the earth was and is revolving now and has done so for infinitely long and will do so indefinitely. How time keeps on moving constantly forever and ever. It brought me chills to find myself so insignificant in the play of nature. Just a meagre girl whose existence non-existence doesn't changes even a minuscule. How the life of millions of people like me turn out and how so naturally someday we drop dead like the sun just set as casually. We come into this world, grow up everyday, each person with his own story, we derive pleasure out of our short lives, have sex and someday die just like that.
Strange thoughts engulfed me but I finally moved out of the class not wanting to distract myself. The day was finally finished with the evening now calling me home. .
So this was it today.
The class progressed and I started finding some heads buried into the desk with their batteries discharged for the day, some people engrossed in their phones playing games, sharing photos. Backbenchers usually drop down in the boring lectures. Routine.
The sky outside had turned orange red with the sun going down. I could see the colours beyond the brown curtains and quietly enjoyed the visual treat. Its beautiful how our minds work simultaneously. Fully focussed on the lecture yet appreciating the nature at the back of my mind.
The class eventually got to an end and so did the day. I looked out of the window to see the day now dead. The darkness had taken over and the stars had started popping up randomly. I stood at the window wondering how the time flew in that period. The sun finally slid below the horizon as the birds started flying in the sky and the lights in the city came to life. I realized how the earth was and is revolving now and has done so for infinitely long and will do so indefinitely. How time keeps on moving constantly forever and ever. It brought me chills to find myself so insignificant in the play of nature. Just a meagre girl whose existence non-existence doesn't changes even a minuscule. How the life of millions of people like me turn out and how so naturally someday we drop dead like the sun just set as casually. We come into this world, grow up everyday, each person with his own story, we derive pleasure out of our short lives, have sex and someday die just like that.
Strange thoughts engulfed me but I finally moved out of the class not wanting to distract myself. The day was finally finished with the evening now calling me home. .
So this was it today.
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